An early snow rests upon an evergreen bush creating fresh shimmering crystals.
A pretty long haired cat finds shelter from the sun.
Living things become old and die. Man made things will also perish, if not maintained. Paint peels, mortar crumbles, and bricks will fall to the earth and break apart.
Things made by men, fade like men, slowly, irreversibly, and sometimes beautifully.
Old, dilapidated, rotting, and broken, this structure is so beautiful.
An old window retains its beauty and character. Found in Colorado.
Texture and peeling paint are only the start. Something evil lurks behind that window.